Need to be alone

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When I'm with people I'm often thinking I want to be on my own but then when I got on my own I feel lonely and wish there were some people around. You could put me on a desert island and I'd be okay but it's not really the way I want to live. It's important to me that the world knows who I am to some degree.

If I'm not alone, I'm probably getting annoyed by someone or outside my house.

I need a balance between alone time and social interaction. If I get too much or little of each, I burn out. Let me tell you, I am having a much better summer this year than last year. I was stuck working a fast food job I hated 40 or more hours a week, taking an algebra 112 class, and had no social interaction time. It got to the point where I was unable to work without having an outburst every couple of days.

I like to be alone in a dark cold room with no noise and that it be raining outside

Me too

same here, it's just relaxing I guess.

I've often wished for a scientific project that would require me to be alone in a space capsule, or better yet residing on the bottom of the ocean alone...with only radio contact. This mission could last for months to years as far as I am concerned.

Remindes me of Lydia Dietz from Beetlejuice. "My whole life is a darkroom. One big, dark room."

Anyway I am one of those strange border cases. I don't like to deal with people, but I get lonely without them. I often voluntarily go to parties, and usually end up sitting outside alone when the crowd gets too much for me.

nayashi my official advice to you is to render yourself into a drunken coma for the entirety of your high school career. You can take a couple of classes at a community college and then get into a good college. They'll totally f****n' ignore the highschool grades.

I'm an introvert- after spending time with people I need to be alone to recover.

I'm not suicidal though, sorry. If you want me dead, you'll actually have to kill me.

I wouldn't mind living in some near-deserted old library with rows and rows of psych books and journals where my only necessity of communication is with the librarian whom I need to seek out in order to refill the Xerox machine with paper and with the other occasional visitors who will be as avid about the materials contained therein as I am.

An art museum would be handy if located next door. Maybe the Leuvre.

That's a good way of summing up how I feel... I've become slightly more extroverted over the past couple of years, so I can enjoy eating dinner out sometimes and going to (small) parties. I always need time alone to recover, though.

And I also like listening to the rain when I'm alone; it's soothing and pretty.

Uh-huh. I've felt that way before. Do yourself a favor though: don't have more than one or two kids. Escape will then be almost impossible for years on end and the very thought of an hour of time alone will begin to take on an almost surreal and dreamilke quality......

Oh I love the rain! <3

And I haven't had a chance to do this for ages, but I love lying outside just before a storm breaks, and then let the whole storm wash over me until it eventually dies down... It is the most relaxing, almost spiritual, feeling I can think of.

Riders on the storm...

Oh, that's my idea of heaven!! !

After a stressful week at work, I sometimes need to spend the whole weekend at home alone. Not going out for anything or talking to anybody.

Usually though, it's enough to just be able to come home after work each day and decompress in my own little world. I can recharge enough to be able to face the world again the next morning. It's gotten better lately, as I've been given a large office space where I only have to share it with one person, and she's out of the office most of the day and is pretty quiet when she's there.

I'm lucky that I live completely alone, I have a small, one-bedroom, apartment where I'm surrounded by my stuff and nobody else ever comes. While I really can't afford not having roommates, I can't stand living with other people. I get anxious and freak out when my family wants to come and visit. Fortunately that's only once a year or so.

But I do get lonely. I really want to have friends and share the things I enjoy with people. But when I try it just makes me crazy. In the past year, I've met some people who were genuinely nice to me, and who shared some of my interests, and who made a real effort to make me feel welcome. I've had to disappear and not see or talk to any of them, because they were so nice to me it freaked me out. I'm sorry I met them because before I was alone, but I was used to it, now I'm lonely being alone and I can't do anything about it.

I'm lonelier in a crowd than when I'm by myself.

Grey